A minute later.

Standing in the middle of the crowd, facing a mixture of non-humans and humans, Kermon unveiled the Faceless Mask.

The moment he took off his mask, the face of the Golden Gate Lord simulated on his face instantly faded, revealing Kemeng's true face.

"Huh?"

"You're not the Golden Gate Master!"

"Who are you!"

The eyes of the aliens were instantly full of malice, and the endless anger of the vines rose.

Anyone who sees someone else playing tricks on them will probably get annoyed.

Kemeng relaxed his spirituality and no longer suppressed it, and in the blink of an eye, everyone's faces changed again.

"This spiritual density ......"

"It's horrible."

The gurgling sound of saliva resounded in the crowd, and no one could defy Kemon's terrifying spirituality.

The spirituality that naturally emanates from this body is like a substantial mountain, suppressing the spiritual perception of everyone present, causing them to temporarily fall into a state of low spirituality, and even the thinking speed of the brain is affected.

Kemon quietly uses the newly digested knowledge that comes from the old rulers, which he couldn't learn before, but now he can slowly try to use it.

Spiritual Suppression!

Kemon uses his own spirituality to suppress the spirituality of others, and the general result is this.

The researchers present knew that this was the case, but with their brains, they couldn't figure out how Kemon had suppressed their spirituality with spirituality, and they subconsciously felt that the spiritual magnitude was too far behind, so a terrifying suppression was formed, affecting their brains.

"This lord, aren't you afraid of being retaliated against by the Golden Gate Lord?" The director of the Wasteland Research Institute couldn't help but snort.

"The Golden Gate Lord is dead, I am here to inform you that this research institute has been taken over by me, and my words will be the only order in the future." Kemon looked around, and the terrifying spirituality gathered in his eyes, so that everyone did not dare to resist in their hearts.

"Got it?"

The voice fell, the audience was silent, their faces turned white, and fine sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"You said that the master of the door is dead, how can we believe you, do you have evidence?" The director still stiffened his neck and said.

The master of the Golden Gate was killed by Kemon, leaving no pieces of meat or anything like that, but Kemon had a silver key, and the silver key was a status symbol.

Kemon patted the storage scarf, flipped his right hand, and a dull silver key appeared in front of everyone.

Kemon slightly loosened the suppression of the spiritual suppression force field, "Use your spirituality to see what this is. ”

Even if the silver key is stuck in a short period of unusability, everyone can still use spiritual perception to perceive the authenticity of the key.

Everyone stared at the silver key, and the more they looked at it, the more desperate they felt, as if the idol in their hearts had collapsed and they were unwilling to accept the truth.

"How is it possible, the Golden Gate Lord is undefeated, he is invincible, he will not die." The director was stunned and muttered in a low voice.

"I don't care what kind of research you have done in the past, and then the whole research institute will listen to my arrangement, and those who are unwilling to accept it can leave the research institute and return to the upstairs living area to live temporarily." Kemeng hadn't figured out how to arrange so many aliens for the time being, so he put them in the cultivation area for the time being.

When the people heard Kemon's words, they knew that the choice of life had come and they had to make a decision.

Whether to go down with the main body of Xinmen, or to leave the institute.

But there is a premise here, and that is that Kemon will really let them go, rather than waiting for them to leave and then kill them with a backhand.

Everyone hesitated for a while, their eyes wandering back and forth between the silver key and Kemeng's face, and the heavens and men were at war in their hearts.

Soon, someone gave in and said respectfully, "Door master, I am willing to stay." ”

"I'm willing, my lord."

"I don't have a home anymore, and since the owner of the door is willing to take me in, I want to stay and continue my research."

Kemeng held the key and was slightly stunned when he heard the words of the door owner.

"If you have the silver key, you are the new master?" Kemon touched the key, his face strange.

He is not a believer in the Order, and he does not worship the One of all things they believe in.

"Does the Door recognize the key, or does it recognize the doctrine?" Kemon put a question mark in his mind.

The key is in his hand, and he can use it however he wants, but the teachings of the Door Organization certainly do not meet Kemon's requirements.

I like to pursue knowledge, which can be had, but I can't believe in the so-called god "All things are one".

A few minutes later.

The whole institute has done the ideological work, and Kemeng is recognized as the new master.

The previous master of the door is dead, and the new master is in charge, and Kemeng spent half a day setting up a complete and detailed research work for them, allowing them to make the brain-computer interface of the virtual game.

Then there is the quantum chip for virtual games, which must be there, otherwise there will be no interface, and the game itself will not be able to function.

Regarding the chip, Kemon also has a whole set of memories in his head.

The chip needs a series of precision instruments such as lithography machines, and although the Wasteland Research Institute has high precision, the research on chips is far inferior to that of the military research institute in Koizhou.

Kemon left the Wasteland Research Institute and returned to the Wasteland Cultivation Area, where he found the local priest and asked for a copy of the doctrine, which Kemon was going to revise.

If someone disagrees, then cleanse the faith.

Kemon doesn't intend to let the old beliefs of the Men remain, but he doesn't have time to govern them yet, and the first task is to make what he wants first.

After returning to reality, Kemon directly contacted the Institute of Quantum Computing and asked them to help customize the quantum chip.

The chips used in virtual games are not silicon-based chips, but more high-end carbon-based chips.

Since he couldn't tell the design layout of the chip in person, Kemon could only rely on the knowledge and memory obtained by synaesthesia to personally go to the research institute to design the chip with their design software.

The director of the institute had already received an order from above to fully cooperate with Kemon's work.

The director personally stood next to Kemon and assisted in the chip design.

Kemon did not sleep for several days, continuous liver chipping.

The director can only accompany him during the day, and he can be accompanied by another senior chip designer at night.

Kemon was sleepy, so he walked to the isolation hut he had prepared, went in and closed the door, and took out the key memories before going to sleep.

After waking up, Kemon continued to fight.

A few days later, Kemeng successfully produced this quantum chip that surpassed the times.

This chip is born for virtual games, and has strong adaptability to virtual games, up to 96% virtual realism.

At the same time, it can also be used in artificial intelligence.

The director of the Institute of Quantum Computing has long been stunned, and his worship of Kemon has reached a higher level.

"Director, the next thing is the chip tape-out, please help me cut in line, I'll rest first." Kemeng waved his hand, his brain seemed to be drained, and his spirit was extremely exhausted.

Meditation is not a complete substitute for natural human sleep, and the meditation method created by Kemon is specifically designed to improve spirituality, and theoretically the brain is in a state of medium-high intensity during meditation.

"Don't worry, Xiao Ke, I have already arranged it, and the researchers of the whole institute are waiting for this chip to be taped out." The elder blushed and said.